We are leaving for Eregion today to search for lord Gelendil. The call sounded loud and the Eldar gather around their lords as I write, or finish in rush their preparations. I do not find Cirdamir to say goodbye- or take him with us, a letter is all I can do for him. I am sorry to leave him like that, but he will be safe at least. Imladis has the effect of a peace ointment to the sadness and torment. He seems to find joy in listening to the music you can hear in many places and the beauty of the landscape. I also hope his sister will find him here.. he will be all right!
I should write to my mother as well.. I cast away any dark thought about this expedition but.. is better to write them, one can never fully foresee her fate.
I checked again the little luggage I dare take with me – the long new quiver includes space for it: potions, a dark cloak, blankets and the sword. I admired again its fine line and even if I prefer less heavy weapons I can’t but admire its craftsmanship. Its history is bright and noble, I pray it will bring better fortune to its future owner as well. The hauberk of the Order covers well my dear old armor, dark, light and quiet –with those mail I could as well adorn it some bells. I would have its advantages I admit..
I hope the track found by Earinlin will be true and we shall find news of Galendil. I will find a way to vanish unnoticed when I can be of no more help there, be it successful or not our search. And from there… a new road awaits me, new and dark. I find some peace knowing there is at least one to know of my path. May this caution be of no use!
Two letters are left on the table with indications of delivery.
“Dear mother,
The time to leave with the Order of Arrow in the search of lord Galendil has come. The Eldar gather as I write you this lines. Wish us luck in finding him, mother and listen to the music of the waterfall of Imladis for me as well until I return. I.. might delay as there is another mission I took upon myself that will keep me away a while longer after our search finishes be it successful or not – one I cannot tell of. But I shall be well and honor my heritage, do not worry for me as you do not for my brave father and uncle. The time until I see you again shall seem longer then will be anyway, my dear mother.
Turuviel”
“Dear friend
Where did you vanish again? I hope it is the beauty of the wilderness or of the music that stunned you in who knows where what corner of the valley. I have no time to search for you I fear but I wanted to at least write you. The call for the expedition into Eregion casts its horn sound upon the valley and I shall follow. I hope to see you well when I return. Search Lothiavien dear friend, the tears you share with someone dear heal the soul. I am unsure how long I will be away *the handwrite shows hesitation and torment* There is another mission I took upon myself-one I cannot tell- that will keep me away from Imladis longer than the rest.. If you really need to find me search Veryacano.. but try to talk to him alone. Be safe, mellon nin, until we meet again.
Turuviel”
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Daelith's Fate (IV) : The departure
Submitted by Turuviel on October 11th, 2010

